Every Whisper Sings Your Name Poem by Amanda Lukas

In the morning rays of sunlight
are a million tiny trails -
paths that lead to you.
I see your face in every smile
and every whisper sings your name.

Soft and sweet are the evening breezes
on which you walk to me.
Gentle are your goodnight kisses
of lavender-filled night air.

I watch you in my dreams.
You walk happily on golden streets
and wear flowers in your hair,
and I am happy to see you again.
If only for the occasional instant,
I know we are with each other still
and I know you hear my name
in the whispers of the angels.